There Is No Telling the Things You Might Find

Picking a rose in a garden of Sundays Calling your name on a broken branch wind Looking for clover where weeds are not welcome Walking the bridge till its time to begin Dancing in puddles now filled up with laughter Running through traffic as cars speed away Searching for words in the headlines of morning Writing of moons and the stars on display Collecting my thoughts when I think I will never Painting a smile on a rusted front door Lifting a rock just to see what is under Shopping for clothes in a grocery store Looking through openings cut in the carpet Reaching atop lonely sycamore trees Juggling penguins, now where did that come from Asking a bird what it knows about bees Planting a bush in the depths of the ocean Baking a cake in a rooftop design Sweating the small when the big stuff does happen Thinking of beer when I’d rather have wine Wearing a frown in the moments I’m happy Pushing a cart with a wobbly wheel Lurking in shadows that form on the sunset Dreaming of things that are hopefully real Finding that all I have written is nonsense All of the verses above will now show When all I wanted to say was I love you Like in these stanzas I’ve written below Penning a poem to say what I’m feeling Wishing the phrases will reach to your heart Sending you hints of my steadfast devotion Scribbling fonts that we never shall part All that I am is now all that you make me There is no one that this man could love more You are the girl that I’ve wanted forever Eternally you’ll be the one I adore So there you have it, quite crazy but true Poetic ramblings from deep in my mind Where it is light with some dark in the corners There is no telling the things you might find 11/03/19 The reason I think this poem is Trophy Worthy is it is one of my favorite poems, because it is me. A good amount of fun and nonsense and a lot of beautiful love which is what fuels my pen. I believe my cadence and rhymes are very good and it was a fun poem to write. I think those who read it really enjoyed it because it made them smile and that is usually my goal when writing poetry.